Moved

We had been on the waiting list for a place in Lanarkshire, I thought it would take years and I would probable be back in Australia before a place came up but no last week in January a place became available and we took it because Tom wanted out of Garelochhead and now we are in a much smaller place, gawd we had to get rid of so much to fit in this flat. An ugly area, a real step down. Some mean people but some real nice people, so usual mix. But the area ugh. The flat needs every room to be redecorated. I mean, grey walls and black wallpaper! Maybe they were depressed.
At least there are shops close by and the heating bill has been halfed. Strathclyde Park is nearby, a great place to take Redd.
Poor Redd got attacked by a staffie last weekend, the thing was mental, it's owner came out and kicked it away but he never said sorry for his dogs' behaviour. Redd lost a bit of fur, luckily he has his thick winter coat. Redd was on a lead when this staffie launched at him, Tom was doing his best to shoo the dog away. Afterwards he said he should have let Redd off the lead but I don't know about that. Redd on the lead, other dog not, we were not in the wrong.

It would be nice to live in a place I really liked.